I'm now signed up with an employment agency, and harangue them regularly to find me a suitable job.

We're getting kicked out of our flat in a couple of weeks, and are moving to a new one. The flat that we've been accepted for (signing the lease next weekend, moving the weekend after, barring any horrible things happening) is a nice third floor flat in one of the parts of Edinburgh that used to be a village before the city grew and absorbed it. It's got a nice comfortable atmosphere, more space, especially storage, and a spare room. So no more will overnight guests have to sleep on a sofa.

Matt turned 29.

And despite my hatred of the festival, we made the most of it by going to see both Mitch Benn and Kitty Flanagan.